Somewhere I can belong Chapter 8

Time to use the old school

Ramblings from Rohan:

Battle is joined as Aaron's Mill fights off against the horde from Dark Tower Keep, any and all comments are welcome.

The battle had begun in earnest with lines of orcs rushing forward with ladders while arrows and boulders being hurled through the air by catapults. Already fires were raging in several parts of the city, but the walls had not been breached, and the gates had not been broken…Aaron's Mill stood defiantly against the orc horde. One section of the wall was stained black with the blood of orcs of those that had tried to overwhelm its defenders. A Group of four friends gazed out over the battlefield as yet another orc phalanx began to approach the wall.

"Gamgee, we got another bunch of tin orcs coming our way…if you have any magic you can pull out of your hat now would be the time for it."

A figure that had hunched behind a battlement while flipping frantically through a badly damaged spell book, "Crystal darling first off I don't wear a hat, frankly I don't know how you can wear that full helm, I find that a hat of any type chafes my ears."

"Gamgee now is not a good time for fashion sense, so unless you want to hit another orc over the head with your spell book now would be a good time."

"Don't worry I've been saving this one for a special occasion, it's a spell that dates back to the hallowed days of antiquity when…

"Gamgee save us the history lesson and cast the damn fireball." Crystal roared.

"Staring at his heavily armed and irate companion, Gamgee blurted out, "Fire ball it is." With that he moved his arms in an intricate pattern that culminated with a massive fireball forming above his upraised hands and with a final gesture the blazing sphere rushed towards the advancing formation and utterly scattered the formation. With the shield wall broken the remaining orcs were easy marks for other archers. Glancing at his handywork Gamgee stood triumphantly on the battlement casting spell after spell as lightening and hail became manifest from his spell casting. After each spell he bellowed out who had first discovered it and the era it was from. To those around him it was though Gamgee was lecturing them on the history of his sp

And at last with his spells spent he stood there taunting the orcs, "I'm good oh yes I'm good." Gamgee's tirade ended as Janet grabbed him roughly by his torc and pulled him behind one of the stone of the stone battlements, her other hand held two black feathered arrows dripping with venom.

"Don't taunt any enemy unless you're out of range or can catch arrows Gamgee, you owe me two drinks and it better not be the slop you called wine the other night or I won't catch the next one."

Gamgee rapidly considered the implication of this and vowed silently not to water down her next drink, "Top shelf from now on old friend."

Walking as though unaware of the barrage of arrows and other projectiles a dwarf with no beard approached the group, it was not till the dwarf drew nearer that they all noticed the scorch marks on his armor and the blisters that covered his face. At first Crysal though he was in shock and rushed forward while uttering out a prayer to heal his wounds..only to be stopped by the upraised hand of the dwarf.

"Don't be using that no good elven lingo upon me, I want my beard growing back the natural way and not in some undwarven manner! You three and the barbarian trainee are to report to Commander Ironbeard immediately. You'll find him in the Blue Boar Inn."

"Good that means we can finally get something to eat I'm exhausted form all my spell casting." Gamgee uttered as he began to push himself up off of the floor. Only to be shoved back down by the now fuming messenger.

"Oh is the little elf tired from casting his little spell now and need to take a nap. Listen you pointy ear cloak wearing sloth. You fight off twenty orcs single handly while singing out to your god while you're armor and beard is on fire then you can take a nap. Seeing as though you don't even have a beard that means no nap so get your lazy elven arse to the Commander before I motivate you there." He said poking Gamgee for added effort.

"I can fight twenty orcs while on fire. Can I take a nap." Brangar had blurted out, Crystal and Janet covered their eyes as the messenger started screaming out in dwarven while pulling Brangar to the ground by his nose and twisting it again, "Did I give you permission to speak trainee. No I didn't, you're whining just as much as the elf now shut your trap and get to the inn before I lose my temper." Brangar and Gamgee needed no more prompting as they sprinted for the nearest stairway. Crystal and Janet followed close behind both shaking their heads and laughing at their comrade's expense. "I wish Quinn was here to see that Crystal."

Upon hearing that she turned around and looked at her friend and said with all the strength she could muster, "We'll both tell him what happened when we drag him back here."

"Allright Crystal but in the meanwhile can you tell me what happened in Lumeria?"

At that moment Crystals face burst into a blazing bright red and her mouth fell open, it took several moments before she was able to compose herself and form a complete sentence. "Janet…you're to young, I'll tell you later when you're older."

"Fine that's all right I just wanted to compare it to Gamgee's version."

Crystal turned around even redder than before, and had an empty look of pure unbridled fury in her eyes, and there was a trace of panic in her voice "What did he tell you?"

Showing no fear Janet answered, "Oh just that there was much ale drunk and that a clan made a sculpture of you. Why is there more to the story than that?"

"Oh look at that we're here at the Inn, we'll save this conversation for another time. We mustn't keep the Commander Ironbeard waiting." That said Crystal rushed inside of the Blue Boar Inn. Leaving Janet outside mumbling to herself, "Must have been one hell of a sculpture."

Ramblings from Rohan:

I've learned that plotlines are a good thing to have and that often the best come out of nowhere. Anyone care to guess as to what happened in Llumeria with Crystal?